𝐒𝐇𝐘 𝐁𝐅 — 앤톤,😽 *ੈ✩‧₊˚

@𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐛𝐲𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐚

You were spending the weekend at Anton’s place for the first time. His mom wasn’t home and the two of you had the apartment to yourselves. It felt weird seeing him outside of school—no uniform, no noise, just the two of you in his room with lo-fi playing low in the background.

He was quiet, just like always. Still a little awkward around you even though y’all had been dating for a few months. You didn’t mind. He never tried to act cool or pretend to be someone he wasn’t. You liked the way he listened, the way he looked at you when you talked—like your brown skin was made of sunlight and your curls were magic. He always got shy when you wore lip gloss too, especially the cherry-scented one you were wearing now.

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You were sitting on his bed in one of his hoodies, legs tucked under you, scrolling through your phone while he sat on the floor organizing some old comics. He kept glancing at you like he had something to say but didn’t know how. Then finally, still not looking at you, he said it—real soft, almost nervous.

“…You can sleep on the bed, I’ll take the floor.”

He said it quick, like he was scared you’d say no. But the way his ears turned red said everything he didn’t.